But there was one thing, no matter how it looked, it dared not jump onto his body to be presumptuous... and it certainly didn't dare to provoke him like it had in the past.
The little bee was still aware of the danger.
In the past, it thought that Mo Liancheng was just an ordinary person with no sense of threat, who also couldn't threaten its tiny life. Now? It's different; the sense of danger has skyrocketed. He's completely changed, and that threat is omnipresent, as if it would take his little life with just a flick of his hand.
How could it not be more cautious?
Qu Tan'er looked on, seemingly understanding the little bee's feelings.
In the past, this man and this bird had a pretty good rapport.
At least they had roasted sheep and drunk together.
"Tan'er, should I know it?" Finally, Mo Liancheng asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.
However, Qu Tan'er was in a daze.
He... he called her Tan'er...
It seemed to be the first time he had called her that since he'd woken up.
